889. Chapter 889 Uncle, you went back to mom with An An
Yang Muan asked inarticulately: "Uncle, why don't you eat it?! Mommy used to take An An here to eat sushi, and An An likes the sushi here."
After saying that, Yang Mu'an lowered his head and directly took the sushi with his hands and stuffed it into his small mouth without even using chopsticks or forks.
Mu Wanqing felt a little guilty. She felt Yang Mufan's dark and cold gaze, as sharp as a knife, directed towards her. He was obviously questioning and blaming her: Why did she bring her son to eat sushi in such a dirty place?!
She used to work part-time and had a hard time every month. Occasionally she saw that Yang Mu Anshi had no appetite for the food she cooked, so she took him and Mu Xiaoni out to improve their lives.
The price of the food stalls here is calculated on a per-person basis, and children pay half price. If they come here to eat once, the three of them only need 160 yuan, and they can eat all kinds of drinks, various cold noodles, and all kinds of sushi.
I would like to ask, in such a big city where prices are skyrocketing, if you want to go out for a meal of foreign cuisine, can you get it for 160?!
Seeing Yang Muan eating sushi directly with his hands, Mu Wanqing took out a pack of wet wipes from her bag, grabbed his little paws, and scolded in a low voice: "An'an, how did your mother teach you how to eat?!
Use chopsticks and spoons, not your hands. Do you know how many bacteria there are on your fingers?!"
Mu Wanqing carefully wiped Yang Muan's fingers clean one by one.
Yang Mu'an's mouth was stuffed with sushi, and even if he spoke slurred words, he would spit rice when he spoke too excitedly.
He said: "That's because Mom hasn't brought An An to eat sushi for a long time. An An is really hungry. Mom, An An's chopsticks can't hold the sushi, and it's going to slide down."
The rice in Yang Mu'an's mouth squirted all over Mu Wanqing's face, so her palm-sized face with melon seeds became dark and gloomy. She gouged out her son fiercely, gritted her teeth, and then said in a long voice: "
An'an, what did your mother usually teach you?! You should be quiet when eating, and you can't talk too much. Even if you want to talk, you must make sure there is nothing in your mouth. Just spray rice in your mother's face. If there are guests at home, you
What should I do if I spray a table full of rice?! Can one person eat a whole table of vegetables?!"
Mu Wanqing felt that Yang Mufan's appearance had no positive effect at all, it was all negative energy.
As his son followed him, he became more and more naughty and disobedient, and his temperament became more and more like Yang Mu Sheng - arrogant and overbearing.
If she had taught him so earnestly in the past, he would have blinked very cutely, and then said with an apologetic look: "Mom, An An knows she made a mistake, and An An promises not to make the same mistake again in the future."
But now...
He suddenly shook off Mu Wanqing's hand that was wiping his hands, and emotionally scooped up all the sushi on the table in his arms. Then he continued to fill his mouth with sushi, spraying the rice while squealing.
Said: "Then An'an has finished eating, the sushi here is An'an, all of it is An'an, you are not allowed to eat..."
"..." Mu Wanqing sat there stiffly, her head covered with black lines in depression.
She cast a reproachful look at Yang Mufan with some anger and resentment: "Look what kind of virtue you have spoiled your son to be?!"
However, Yang Mufan looked fierce and shouted back at her: "What are you looking at?! What kind of son did you teach to not eat at all? Look at what he is doing now..."
Mu Wanqing pursed her lips, turned her eyes slightly, and saw that Yang Muan was lying on the table, holding an arm full of sushi, and licking the sushi on the plate like a puppy.
eat……
She immediately put her forehead on her forehead: Who gave birth to such a worthless brat? She was so embarrassed by him. O(╯□╰)o
When Yang Muan was so exhausted that he kept burping, Yang Mufan hugged him and wanted to go back to Xishang Courtyard.
It was already very late. He sent them back and had to go back to the company to read the information.
However, before he could get into the car, Yang Muan suddenly emotionally hugged Yang Mufan's neck, blinked his dark eyes that were shining brightly against the bright neon lights, and whispered in a begging manner: "Uncle.
,Can we not go back to Xishangyuan tonight?!"
After hearing this, Yang Mufan frowned deeply with his thick, handsome eyebrows, and asked: "If you don't go back to the villa, then where does An An want to sleep?! A hotel?!"
Yang Mu'an hugged Yang Mufan's neck tightly, was silent for a while, and then said: "An An wants to go home, to her mother's house. Uncle, can you go back with An An? An An has many secrets she wants to tell you!
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"..." After coming out of the food stall, Mu Wanqing followed the father and son in small steps. When she heard her son's words, she was so frightened that she stopped breathing.
She looked uneasily at Yang Mufan's perfect side face, which was shrouded in orange street lights and became more and more three-dimensional. She was so nervous that her heart seemed to jump out of her throat.
Seeing that Yang Mufan was just frowning silently without any intention of nodding, she quickly jumped out to smooth things over. Of course, the disappointment in her heart was also obvious.
She said: "An'an, you can't make such unreasonable demands to uncle. Mom's home is too small, and it has not been lived in for a long time, so it is very dirty. Uncle will definitely not be used to it if he goes there. An'an, uncle will have work tomorrow, so mom will hug me
Can you go back to Xishangyuan and sleep? Let’s not disturb uncle’s work. He has been with us all afternoon and all night.”
When Yang Muan heard this, he immediately became unhappy, and the young master was about to lose his temper again.
When Mu Wanqing came up to hug Yang Mu'an, Yang Mufan turned away slightly to avoid her movements.
He hugged Yang Mu'an and got into the back compartment, and then said in a warm voice: "What secret does An An want to tell uncle?! Can An An find the way to her mother's house?! If she can, uncle will follow you."
When Yang Mu'an heard this, he screamed with excitement. He said loudly: "If you can find An An, just go forward, then turn left at the intersection, and walk straight for a few minutes and you'll be there."
During the five minutes it took to go to the rental house, Mu Wanqing was extremely nervous. She sat in the corner of the trunk near the door, blending her thin and frail body into the shadows.
Yang Muan was extremely excited all night.
As soon as the car stopped at the bottom of the rental house, Yang Muan got out of the car and dragged Yang Mufan up desperately. He yelled: "Uncle, hurry up, uncle, walk faster!!!!
